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Satan's
(J. Lyon/G. Tallent/B. Bandiera)

to the dregs
Of a two-week
Lost in the
Way out the fringe
He was rolled in Rouge
Now he's in the bayou
Staring at a
That make a dead man cringe

Out the levee
The swamp is on fire
You can hear the birds scream
As the methane drives them
Then the in the flesh
Walking on water
Holds out a taloned
And says "I know you desire"

shoes, Satan's shoes
You to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, Satan's
You want to dance in Satan's

You've been a loser all your
You're friendless, you're
You've abandoned by your wife
Well, I've got the
will make your life a treat
C'mon, what say
'em on your feet

Well, he 'em on
And fit like a hand tooled glove
And that fine leather
Felt just like a love
He at the moon
And he at the sun
Yea, he all of illicit fun

Satan's shoes, shoes
I want to around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, Satan's
I to dance in Satan's shoes

Ah, people, now
We come to the sad part of the
They found him face
In the mayor's wife's morning
Yeah, he had a time
But it last too long
Now somewhere singing
That old song...you know

shoes, Satan's shoes
You to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, shoes
He's stepping out tonight in Satan's